Sure enough, I saw that Mo Feifei had accelerated the movements in his hand, and he was bound to arrest Ruan Zhihui. Le Wen XS520. ＣＯＭ

Facing the four opponents, Mo Feifei first dodged sideways over the fists of the two in front of him. Then he lowered his body and dodged the heavy blows of the two behind him.

Dodging the first round of attacks, Mo Feifei did not pause, and his figure surged backwards, passing through the middle of the two big men behind.

Then Power threw two punches, right in the waist and eye of the two.

The two men jumped so high in pain, their faces turned red and bloodshot, and they turned around violently.

Seeing that JC was coming, and the other party was pressing so hard, they couldn't control so many people, so they suddenly raised the gun in their hands, aimed at Mo Feifei, and were about to shoot.

"Brother Fan, be careful. The fat man yelled in the back.

Mo Feifei would give them a chance to shoot, his feet slipped, and his body slid out like a spinning top, dodging the muzzle of the opponent's gun while dodging the side of a big man. The knees were raised high and pressed against the big man's stomach.

His own explosive power is already not small, and coupled with the inertia of his body rushing forward, the combined strength is not trivial.

With a muffled bang, the big man screamed, and his whole body bent down, falling headlong.

Lying on the ground, it shrunk into a ball, like a boiled prawn, and lost its combat effectiveness on the spot.

The other two big men were taken aback and wanted to draw their guns. However, they have little certainty of shooting at close range, and they may not only miss the enemy, but also kill their own people, so this action is very risky and very taboo.

Under normal long-range conditions, they can't kill Mo Feifei, let alone in close combat.

I saw that Mo Feifei was like an evil ghost, and soon caught up with Ruan Zhihui.

Hearing that the other party was not good, Ruan Zhihui gritted his teeth, directly threw away the mountain knife in his hand, wiped it from his waist, pulled out a Browning, and even aimed at it, and shot it behind him.

Syllable!

This shot did not hit Mo Feifei, but instead hit his own brother Ruan Zhiyong's head to the core, and the person's head drooped down, and he couldn't do it on the spot.

He doesn't know now, but he probably does, and he has to regret his intestines.

On the other hand, his madness is understandable. Because with the lives of those people on his hands, once he is caught by the police, he will definitely die.

Therefore, even if the price is great, he is willing to give it a go.

No, Nguyen Zhihui fired six shots in a row and knocked down eight people (two of them were pierced by one shot). Finally, he still didn't escape from Mo Feifei's palm, and was directly kicked to the ground by Mo Feifei.

This kick, however, used ten percent of his strength to kick Ruan Zhihui's spleen on the spot, and the person soon fell into a coma.

The other side.

Seeing the boss killing his own people by mistake, his subordinates were so frightened that they couldn't care about any righteousness or grievances, so they quickly turned into birds and scattered and fled.

However, by this time the police had completed the siege of them, and the former acted quickly and began to force the other side to surrender by force.

Although these people are bandits, their combat effectiveness is still not comparable to that of regular explosion-proof JC. Moreover, they are thieves, and thieves are born to dare not fight with officials, so they don't dare to do anything at all.

After a while, all of Ruan Zhihui's people were arrested, and none of them escaped.

"Put down your arms and raise your hands!" (Vietnamese) Vietnamese police did not know the situation, and they also regarded Mo Feifei and Fat Man as another gang of bandits in the fire, and forced them with guns.

The fat man's eyelids were propped up, and he said angrily: "What are you doing to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is a victim." (Medium)

However, the other party couldn't listen to Mandarin at all, so without saying a word, he took a few steps forward again and surrounded him.

At this time, Mo Feifei came over with the unconscious Ruan Zhihui and said to him: "Fatty, heroes don't suffer immediate losses, there is no need to do anything with them, put down your weapons." ”

"Brother Fan, we won't be sentenced to death, right?" The fat man looked at the mess around him, and couldn't help but swallow. Even if it is its own victim, it is suspected of intentional homicide and excessive defense, and I don't know what will happen.

In the same way, his worries were the same as those of Blaze's other brothers.

At this time, Mo Feifei squinted and smiled, and said lightly: "Don't worry, Boss Wei still has some power in Vietnam." What's more, the Ruan family, which sold mahogany, also died a lot of his subordinates this time, and they would not sit idly by. ”

"Well, I still don't believe in these Vietnamese devils. The fat man scratched his head and said worriedly.

Mo Feifei: "Then you believe me, I said that if we can be safe, we will definitely be able to." ”

After speaking, he took the initiative to put down the gun and raised his hands in surrender.

Since Mo Feifei had said it to this point, the fat man and the others had no choice, and put down their weapons one after another, and then raised their hands in surrender.

Seeing this, these Vietnamese explosion-proof JCs were not polite, swarmed up, restrained them all, and then bet on JC.

Because they had fled in advance, Wei Dayong and the others, as well as Zhang Lin and a flame brother, were not taken away from here.

After seeing them leave, Wei Dayong immediately thought of a way, trusted the relationship, and began to prepare to fish for people.

Let's say that Mo Feifei and the others were taken to the JC Bureau, and through the surprise questioning of several people, they quickly understood the origin of the matter. It turned out that this was the big drug lord Ruan Zhihui in the territory they had been looking for.

When they heard that Mo Feifei had killed Ruan Zhihui's three King Kongs and more than a dozen elite killers with the power of one person, the JC in charge of the interrogation was shocked on the spot, and at first they all thought it was a joke.

However, pending a detailed investigation and the evidence of multiple witnesses, there is no doubt about it.

Upon learning of the shocking news, the police officers who reviewed the incident quickly reported this important situation to their chief.

The chief was a man in his forties and fifties, with slightly dark skin, a mustache, and a big belly, called Chachai.

After hearing the news, the chief of the Chachai Bureau couldn't believe his ears. He asked people to quickly bring Mo Feifei to the designated position, and he wanted to interrogate him personally.

After a short time, a man who looked to be in his early twenties, with a thin appearance and two deep dimples on his face, was taken to interrogation room No. 1. Although the man was sloppyly dressed, his face and hands were covered in blood, and his hair was messy like a chicken's nest.

However, a pair of sharp and special eyes are impressive, so that people dare not ignore his existence.

Director Chachai is also well-informed, but he has never seen a person's eyes so bright.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak. Who knows, but the other party spoke.

I only heard him say quietly: "Is there smoke?" (Yue)

Chachai was stunned: "What did you say?" (Yue)

Sure enough, I saw that Mo Feifei had accelerated the movements in his hand, and he was bound to arrest Ruan Zhihui. Le Wen XS520. ＣＯＭ

Facing the four opponents, Mo Feifei first dodged sideways over the fists of the two in front of him. Then he lowered his body and dodged the heavy blows of the two behind him.

Dodging the first round of attacks, Mo Feifei did not pause, and his figure surged backwards, passing through the middle of the two big men behind.

Then Power threw two punches, right in the waist and eye of the two.

The two men jumped so high in pain, their faces turned red and bloodshot, and they turned around violently.

Seeing that JC was coming, and the other party was pressing so hard, they couldn't control so many people, so they suddenly raised the gun in their hands, aimed at Mo Feifei, and were about to shoot.

"Brother Fan, be careful. The fat man yelled in the back.

Mo Feifei would give them a chance to shoot, his feet slipped, and his body slid out like a spinning top, dodging the muzzle of the opponent's gun while dodging the side of a big man. The knees were raised high and pressed against the big man's stomach.

His own explosive power is already not small, and coupled with the inertia of his body rushing forward, the combined strength is not trivial.

With a muffled bang, the big man screamed, and his whole body bent down, falling headlong.

Lying on the ground, it shrunk into a ball, like a boiled prawn, and lost its combat effectiveness on the spot.

The other two big men were taken aback and wanted to draw their guns. However, they have little certainty of shooting at close range, and they may not only miss the enemy, but also kill their own people, so this action is very risky and very taboo.

Under normal long-range conditions, they can't kill Mo Feifei, let alone in close combat.

I saw that Mo Feifei was like an evil ghost, and soon caught up with Ruan Zhihui.

Hearing that the other party was not good, Ruan Zhihui gritted his teeth, directly threw away the mountain knife in his hand, wiped it from his waist, pulled out a Browning, and even aimed at it, and shot it behind him.

Syllable!

This shot did not hit Mo Feifei, but instead hit his own brother Ruan Zhiyong's head to the core, and the person's head drooped down, and he couldn't do it on the spot.

He doesn't know now, but he probably does, and he has to regret his intestines.

On the other hand, his madness is understandable. Because with the lives of those people on his hands, once he is caught by the police, he will definitely die.

Therefore, even if the price is great, he is willing to give it a go.

No, Nguyen Zhihui fired six shots in a row and knocked down eight people (two of them were pierced by one shot). Finally, he still didn't escape from Mo Feifei's palm, and was directly kicked to the ground by Mo Feifei.

This kick, however, used ten percent of his strength to kick Ruan Zhihui's spleen on the spot, and the person soon fell into a coma.

The other side.

Seeing the boss killing his own people by mistake, his subordinates were so frightened that they couldn't care about any righteousness or grievances, so they quickly turned into birds and scattered and fled.

However, by this time the police had completed the siege of them, and the former acted quickly and began to force the other side to surrender by force.

Although these people are bandits, their combat effectiveness is still not comparable to that of regular explosion-proof JC. Moreover, they are thieves, and thieves are born to dare not fight with officials, so they don't dare to do anything at all.

After a while, all of Ruan Zhihui's people were arrested, and none of them escaped.

"Put down your arms and raise your hands!" (Vietnamese) Vietnamese police did not know the situation, and they also regarded Mo Feifei and Fat Man as another gang of bandits in the fire, and forced them with guns.

The fat man's eyelids were propped up, and he said angrily: "What are you doing to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is a victim." (Medium)

However, the other party couldn't listen to Mandarin at all, so without saying a word, he took a few steps forward again and surrounded him.

At this time, Mo Feifei came over with the unconscious Ruan Zhihui and said to him: "Fatty, heroes don't suffer immediate losses, there is no need to do anything with them, put down your weapons." ”

"Brother Fan, we won't be sentenced to death, right?" The fat man looked at the mess around him, and couldn't help but swallow. Even if it is its own victim, it is suspected of intentional homicide and excessive defense, and I don't know what will happen.

In the same way, his worries were the same as those of Blaze's other brothers.

At this time, Mo Feifei squinted and smiled, and said lightly: "Don't worry, Boss Wei still has some power in Vietnam." What's more, the Ruan family, which sold mahogany, also died a lot of his subordinates this time, and they would not sit idly by. ”

"Well, I still don't believe in these Vietnamese devils. The fat man scratched his head and said worriedly.

Mo Feifei: "Then you believe me, I said that if we can be safe, we will definitely be able to." ”

After speaking, he took the initiative to put down the gun and raised his hands in surrender.

Since Mo Feifei had said it to this point, the fat man and the others had no choice, and put down their weapons one after another, and then raised their hands in surrender.

Seeing this, these Vietnamese explosion-proof JCs were not polite, swarmed up, restrained them all, and then bet on JC.

Because they had fled in advance, Wei Dayong and the others, as well as Zhang Lin and a flame brother, were not taken away from here.

After seeing them leave, Wei Dayong immediately thought of a way, trusted the relationship, and began to prepare to fish for people.

Let's say that Mo Feifei and the others were taken to the JC Bureau, and through the surprise questioning of several people, they quickly understood the origin of the matter. It turned out that this was the big drug lord Ruan Zhihui in the territory they had been looking for.

When they heard that Mo Feifei had killed Ruan Zhihui's three King Kongs and more than a dozen elite killers with the power of one person, the JC in charge of the interrogation was shocked on the spot, and at first they all thought it was a joke.

However, pending a detailed investigation and the evidence of multiple witnesses, there is no doubt about it.

Upon learning of the shocking news, the police officers who reviewed the incident quickly reported this important situation to their chief.

The chief was a man in his forties and fifties, with slightly dark skin, a mustache, and a big belly, called Chachai.

After hearing the news, the chief of the Chachai Bureau couldn't believe his ears. He asked people to quickly bring Mo Feifei to the designated position, and he wanted to interrogate him personally.

After a short time, a man who looked to be in his early twenties, with a thin appearance and two deep dimples on his face, was taken to interrogation room No. 1. Although the man was sloppyly dressed, his face and hands were covered in blood, and his hair was messy like a chicken's nest.

However, a pair of sharp and special eyes are impressive, so that people dare not ignore his existence.

Director Chachai is also well-informed, but he has never seen a person's eyes so bright.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak. Who knows, but the other party spoke.

I only heard him say quietly: "Is there smoke?" (Yue)

Chachai was stunned: "What did you say?" (Yue)